It was dawn and the drizzle outside the window was not stopping.

There was a faint scent of charm in the quiet room, and the night's breathing had just ended.

Zuo Lingquan leaned on the bed and turned his head to look at Wu Qingwan lying on his arm.

After being tossed all night, even though Wu Qingwan's physique was softened into a ball of cotton, she squinted her eyes and gasped slightly. Although her expression still looked like a teacher, she had no energy to struggle.

Perhaps because he had been staring at him, Wu Qingwan took a break for a while, and his thoughts slowly recovered. He turned over and faced the inside of the bed, leaving him with a smooth back, and said softly:

"Lingquan, you have already satisfied. Now it's time to calm down. In the future... you are not allowed to do that again in the future."

Although he still resisted, his tone was obviously not as hard as the first time.

Zuo Lingquan curled the corners of his mouth and smiled, and was actually quite moved. Yesterday, Wu Qingwan really accepted it, and she didn't resist any excessive behavior. She just bit her fingers and closed her eyes and took it. Occasionally, she would adjust her position by herself to make it more comfortable to kiss him. The comforting intention was self-evident.

Zuo Lingquan asked for the excessive youthful spirit, and after careful care, he naturally suppressed a lot. He sat up and covered Wu Qingwan's shoulders with a straight expression:

"Senior Wu, Jiang Yi said he was going to see Emperor Dayan. I went back to Qinghe County and said goodbye to my home. When I came back, let's go to Dayan together."

Wu Qingwan had heard Jiang Yi talk about this idea, and she turned her head and said softly:

"Once you leave the customs, no one knows how much opportunity you will encounter. If you want to come back, you may not have time, and you may not know how long you will go out. You can stay at home for a few more days, so as not to let your parents miss you for more than ten years, or decades."

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and smiled: "I will definitely come back. My parents are not traveling far away, so how can I go there for a lifetime."

Wu Qingwan was just a young man on the path of cultivation, and he had only a little understanding of these things. He just nodded softly and stood up to see him off.

After a moment.

Zuo Lingquan changed into a blue shirt, hung his jade pendant of the "Female Hero Pig Head Man" with a swordsman, walked out of the small courtyard beside the cold pond with a scabbard.

It was still early, and the disciples all went to the square in front of the hall, and the bamboo forest was empty and there was no one. Jiang Yi was going back to hand over, so she returned to the capital in the middle of the night in the rain.

Zuo Lingquan came outside Tang Jingyan's yard, and the little bird ball flew on his shoulder with its wings. His furry head rubbed his neck, and the little beetle was still holding onto his claws.

Zuo Lingquan felt helpless and touched the dumpling: "This is my spiritual pet, I can't eat it. When I go out in the future, I will find you some real treasures for you. Be good."

As he said that, he took the little bug out and put it into a porcelain bottle.

Tang Jingyan had always gotten up early and was cooking in the kitchen. When she saw Zuo Lingquan coming, she walked out of the door with hot porridge, looked at her outfit, and said curiously:

"Xiao Zuo, are you going to go out?"

Zuo Lingquan came to the house and sat down, picked up the bowls and chopsticks he handed over:

"I'll be back in a few days and I'll be back in a few days. Should Sister Tang go to the four southern counties together?"

Tang Jingwen lived in the capital since childhood and wanted to go out for a walk, but she didn't have the nerve to go home with Zuo Lingquan.

Tang Jingyan frowned and smiled a little annoyed:

"I am not someone of you. I'm running home with you. His Royal Highness knows that my property must be confiscated."

Zuo Lingquan just said casually, curled up his lips and smiled, and then started having breakfast together.

Qihuang Valley has been redesigned. Today, the Extravagant Elders' Council on Jingtai came over. The disciples in the valley were all waiting in the square to greet them in the rain. The two casual cultivators who came to seek a position of worship were standing outside the hall waiting. Cheng Jiujiang, who was bandaged in his arms, was attentive and polite.

After Zuo Lingquan finished his meal, he also went to the vicinity of the square to take a look. However, his injuries suddenly recovered as before. It was difficult to explain when he showed up rashly, so he just watched from a distance in a low-key manner.

Zuo Lingquan used to yearn for sword control, so he paid special attention to the two monks who came to sword control. Two and a half-step monks in Youhuang, one man and one woman, who were a pair of Taoist couples. They were older, and they thought they were still unable to move forward in their realm and were not doing well outside.

The two of them could see various objects with them, obviously without storage bags; the man was carrying a long vermilion sword, which was very beautiful, but he didn't have a sharp edge, so he thought he could only use it to fly; the woman was special after all, she was carrying a seven-stringed lyre, and the patterns carved on the head of the piano were similar to that of the flying sword, and probably it was something used to move in the air.

In addition, there were jade tags hanging around their waists, which looked like a pair, but not a sect tag.

Zuo Lingquan thought it was something like a token of love, but soon saw that the jade plaque on the man's waist lit up, and then the man picked up the jade plaque and walked to the open area at a corner of the main hall, and put the jade plaque in his ear:

"Hey...hey? This place is a bit off. The barren mountain blocks the Tiandun Tower on Jingtai. I can't hear it clearly... After entering the pass, you walk south along the river... Yes..."?

Zuo Lingquan was covered in black lines and didn't know what to say for a while. After holding it in for a long time, he secretly said, "This is the immortal?"

However, when I thought that the other party was just a cultivator at the eighth level of Ling Valley, I felt relieved.

The last time the ancestor of Yunshui Sword Pond shouted in the sky thousands of miles away, he probably was considered a true immortal.

After a while, Zuo Lingquan sighed secretly, he didn't stay for a long time. He led out a big dark horse that was about to grow fat, and slowly left Qihuang Valley with an umbrella.

The interior of Qihuang Valley is crowded, and there is no need to say about Qihuang Town outside.

In addition to the monks at the bottom who came to pilgrimage, the people of the surrounding counties and counties also ran over and burned incense and prayed for blessings in the town. In addition to some gentry, two ancestral halls were built on the town, and the two gods were shaping golden statues.

Although Zuo Lingquan was dissatisfied with the behavior of the ancestor of Tieli Mansion, it was considered a personal grudge. From the perspective of the people of Dadan, neither of the ancestors hurt the innocent, and also gave the great blessing to the greatdan, indirectly stabilizing the court, opening up the business roads, and driving the surrounding tourism economy. The people can indeed afford to worship incense.

Zuo Lingquan had a clear grudge, so he naturally would not run to tear off his golden body. After looking at the statue of the woman in the golden skirt, he drove his horse to Donghua City more than 20 miles away.

When I came in early spring, I was still filled with misty rain when I returned.

Linhefang on the bank of Bailu River has been restored after more than a month of reconstruction. A brand new small wine shop appeared on the street again. Unfortunately, there was no wine banner hanging on it, and there was no wine girl who was holding her arms and staring blankly at the door. There was only a plaque of "Tang Family Wine Shop" written by Zuo Lingquan, which was hung on the door.

There were people coming and going on the street. Lao Zhang held his waist knife and smashed his mouth when he walked past the restaurant. It was obvious that the wine worm in his stomach began to cause trouble again. Behind him was a little constable looking at the river in suspicion, probably hearing about the tragedy of his ex.

However, with the transformation of Qihuang Valley, there should never be ferocious beasts around the capital.

After Zuo Lingquan took a few glances at the place where the dream began, he came to the dock with an oil-paper umbrella, waiting for the ferry boat.

There were many black-sailed boats on the river surface. A boat used a bamboo pole to bring the boat over and said with a smile:

"Young Master is going to leave? How are you shopping in the capital?"

Zuo Lingquan's handsome face smiled and nodded:

“Great harvest.”

"That's good. The young master is a person with great ability and a good heart. In fact, he should go out. To be honest, our Dadan is a little bit of land, and to be honest, there is nothing to say about it."

"No matter how big it is outside, it is still outside. There is only one family. You always have to return to your roots. How can you be a wanderer for the rest of your life?"

"That's true."

...

Zuo Lingquan talked for a few words, stepped onto the black-sailed boat, and stood at the bow of the boat with an umbrella.

The black-sailed boat slowly left the shore and headed towards Linhefang Water Gate. It had just walked not far away, but a woman in a red dress appeared on the street.

Zuo Lingquan looked at it in a blink of an eye and raised his hand to let the ship dock.

Jiang Yi, who was standing on the shore, had just received news from Wu Qingwan, even let go of the handover and ran over from the palace.

However, Jiang Yi would not reveal these thoughts. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan was about to come over, she probably wanted to "kiss goodbye" or something, she quickly raised her hand and signaled:

"Let's go. I come here to see how Linhefang is rebuilt, but I'm not here to send you."

Still looking a little arrogant.

Zuo Lingquan stood on the bow of the boat and showed a bright smile:

"I understand, goodbye to Your Highness the Princess."

Jiang Yi's expression was serious, and it seemed that she was just a walk.

But Ru Xing's eyes were always placed on the bow of the boat until the young man in Qing who was holding an oil paper umbrella, followed the waves and hid into the end of the rain...

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